Bayside

do you know that everynight
i think of ways to get back at you
sneak into your room
put a pillow over your face
suffocate you
rip into your chest and tear out your heart
to see if you bleed like i do
i bet you do
trippin over my words
and i aint trippin on me
isnt that funny?
couldnt you just laugh until you choke?
i wish you would
so your face could match your eyes
cold and blue and lifeless
how did i ever
fall for you?
do you know that everynight
i think of ways that i can spite you
call me when your dead
so you can finally live with yourself
consider this a favor
consider this
trippin over my words
and i aint trippin on me
isnt that funny?